A Memory Falls Out of a Book

I was just going to sit and read a poetry anthology of one of my favorite Mexican poets, Rosario Castellanos' "Meditación en el Umbral: Antología Poética," when this ticket stub fell out to remind where I was and what I was doing on March 23, 2001. On that day, I was walking the halls of the Prado Museum in Madrid.

What a pleasant surprise to sit and think of all the original works of art I saw on that day, ten years ago. This was the furthest thing from my mind today. So I think I'm going to sit here and remember my trip throughout the South of Spain and then read my book. Afterwards, I'll slip the ticket stub back into the book and place it on the bookshelf until next time. If I wasn't posting this from my phone and was doing so on my computer then I would expound on my time spent in Spain; but in a way I'm glad I have those memories all to myself.

I can't wait to be surprised again.